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No Escape movie review: start the revolution without them

No Escape yellow light

Enjoyably intense, if you can get past the cultural narcissism that Western corporate colonialism only matters when it impacts a nice white American family.
I’m “biast” (pro): like Owen Wilson and Lake Bell

I’m “biast” (con): nothing

(what is this about? see my critic’s minifesto)

If you took No Escape for a light action movie, something like a flick in which Liam Neeson would beat up villainous cartoon foreigners in a exotic land of generous film-production tax credits, you are forgiven. It’s certainly the way the film has been marketed. Plus it stars Owen Wilson and Lake Bell, comic actors known for lighthearted snark and offhand insouciance. I figured Wilson was making a preemptive bid for aging into Gray Action Hero; it seems an unlikely move for him, but they are the new hotness, after all; see: Neeson. Or maybe Pierce Brosnan, whom we are also promised here, would fill that slot. What else could be on offer but popcorn violence, snarled “funny” one-liners accompanying every gruesome death, and probably some helicopters blowin’ up real good?

That helicopter is so going to explode...

That helicopter is so going to explode…

And this is still where I was a full 15 minutes into No Escape. We’ve seen the Dwyers, of Austin, Texas, arrive in an unnamed Asian country (think Cambodia-Thailand-ish; I’m no expert on Asian alphabets, but I’m pretty sure the language we see on signs all over the place is invented). Jack (Wilson: The Grand Budapest Hotel, The Internship) is an engineer, and he has moved his family — wife Annie (Bell: Man Up, Mr. Peabody & Sherman) and little girls Beeze (Claire Geare: Inception) and Lucy (Sterling Jerins: The Conjuring, World War Z) — here to work on a project that will bring clean drinking water to “the fourth world,” as he jokingly calls it. And on the morning after they arrive and have settled into their four-star hotel, they wake up to discover that the phones are down, the TV isn’t working, and there isn’t even any Internet. So Jack goes out to try to find a newspaper. And gets caught up in the middle of the beginnings of a bloody revolution.

Now, that could be a setup for Taken: Southeast Asia, but this is presented — by the brother filmmaking duo of John Erick and Drew Dowdle (Devil) — not as action but as drama, with Jack not as a badass kicked into heroic overdrive but as an ordinary guy terrified out of his mind. And I suddenly realized: No Escape wants to be Something Serious, maybe not The Killing Fields, but certainly bordering on prestige drama.

No Escape cannot hope to achieve that goal, however, because it doesn’t have the least bit of interest in making any Asian people characters in the story, and it has almost no sympathy for their completely justifiable anger, which has to do with the Western corporate colonialism Jack’s company represents (they’re in the country for profit, not charity). It’s also almost beyond belief that Jack could be as ignorant of his employer’s objectives as he professes to be, which does rather undercut the sympathy we’re intended to have for him and his family, who now have to get the hell out of dodge without being slaughtered (they get a bit of help from Brosnan’s [Survivor, A Long Way Down] shady covert operative). Sure, no one wants adorable little girls to be butchered in the streets… but adorable little girls are dying from cholera, and they’re nowhere to be found here.

However, if you can get past the cultural narcissism that Western corporate colonialism is only an issue when it impacts a nice white rich American family, No Escape is actually enjoyably intense, though much closer to the level of the horror genre that the Dowdle brothers usually work in than that of awards-bait. I’m not sure how plausible much of it is — the bit about the American embassy seems unlikely — but I found myself gripping my seat and holding my breath more than once. The kids are realistic children subjected to and coping with (or not) realistic trauma as they face life-or-death danger; it is not the stuff of popcorn violence. Poor Bell doesn’t have a whole lot to do beyond playing the fretting mother, though she’s very good in what is her first wholly dramatic role (that I’m aware of). And it’s startling how unexpectedly fierce Wilson can be, and how easy it is to accept him in a noncomic performance when he drops his trademark drawl, which is nowhere in earshot here. I never realized how much that was a part of his comedic presence. If for nothing else, the chance to see two likable actors being intriguing in a whole new way makes No Escape worth the time.


See also my #WhereAreTheWomen rating of No Escape for its representation of girls and women.


yellow light 3 stars

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No Escape (2015)
US/Can release: Aug 26 2015
UK/Ire release: Sep 04 2015

MPAA: rated R for strong violence including a sexual assault, and for language
BBFC: rated 15 (strong violence, sustained threat, strong language)

viewed at a semipublic screening with an audience of critics and ordinary moviegoers

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